Chapter 154: Taking action one after another (Part 1)
Mars, a huge basin is tightly wrapped in a thick energy shield.
Nearly a hundred equilateral triangular warships that grew to about 500 meters in length were suspended above the basin, and a huge shadow covered almost half of the basin. Two 'Thunder God's Roar' Mars defense platforms slowly rotated around the basin, and occasionally the defense platforms came slightly closer.
In the basin, the blue flame emitted by the huge plasma engine below the platform rubbed violently against the energy shield of the basin, splashing countless dazzling sparks and causing the energy shield of the basin to shake slightly.
In the middle of the basin is the Palace of Versailles! It is the famous Palace of Versailles before the Battle of September 3. It was also a spoil of war plundered by the Romans. Now it has become the palace of the Roman kings. In front of the Palace of Versailles, surrounded by green water, is a long
In a square several miles wide, a large number of Romans wearing exquisite armor knelt down on the square and listened quietly to the instructions of the Roman King who stood at the gate of the palace.
King Roman's whole body was covered in a set of dark golden armor. Behind the thick armor was a wheel of light shining brightly, making King Roman look as majestic as a god.
As the king of the Romans, the Roman King no longer has his own name and surname, and glorious titles such as 'Great King', 'Almighty King', 'Lord of the Universe' and so on have become his nicknames.
Stretching out his hands, King Roman said in harmony: "Children of Roman, you are the most outstanding elites of this generation of Romans! Roman, this great nation has given you life, strength, and honor.
What can be repaid to this great nation is your loyalty and blood."
"Roman is facing a crisis, and it is a serious crisis that may lead to annihilation."
"The insidious and treacherous people on earth have two bamboo slips! And we only got one of them!"
"There is no doubt that before long, the warships of the earth will be more powerful than our advanced warships. Their fleet may arrive on Mars at any time and may destroy our civilization at any time!"
"We cannot sit back and wait. We are the great Romans. We are the masters of the universe and the masters of this world! It is impossible for the primitive, barbaric and backward earthlings to defeat us!"
"Our ancestors lost a mothership during their painful migration, a mothership capable of destroying the entire human civilization on earth!"
"After a long process of calculation, and after so many years of feedback from the detectors we have continuously launched, we have probably found it!"
"We need you, the best Roman young men, to lead the huge fleet we built within this year, to find it, repair it, and bring it back!"
"That is a scientific research mothership, which contains the great lost civilization of our ancestors! Bringing it back intact is our only hope to defeat the people on earth!"
Stretching his arms high to the sky, King Roman shouted loudly: "The glory belongs to you, and the merit also belongs to you!"
After hearing King Roman's last words, Nankert Holsham took a step forward. He majestically swept over the Roman young men kneeling in the square, and said in a low voice: "This mission will take a long time. You
It may take several years to sail the mothership back to the solar system. Therefore, after the negotiation between the great king and the great chief priest, the merit point of this operation is..."
After being silent for a while, his eyes glanced at the Roman young people who raised their heads slightly and were excited. Nankert Holtom said lightly: "Ten million merit points!"
"Damn it!" Pol Pot, who was kneeling on the ground, angrily hit the ground with his fist. Starting from the Paradise Star, a series of achievements only gave Pol Pot more than 8 million merit points, which has already made Pol Pot possess more than 8 million merit points.
Polpot far surpassed other competitors and ranked first as the successor to the Roman throne.
If the Roman King dies now, Polpot will naturally become the new Roman King.
But now King Roman is alive and well, and this mission actually has 10 million merit points! According to Roman's game rules, during the execution of a certain mission, even teammates who cooperate fully can only
The person with the most merit gets all the merit points!
Unless Pol Pot successfully finds the mothership and brings it back to the solar system, any competitor who obtains this merit point will surpass Pol Pot in the successor seat.
"We must win. I must find the mothership and bring it back!" Pol Pot secretly made up his mind.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Dukat, who was kneeling aside, staring at a speck of dust on the ground. The Pol Potts made a calculation. Perhaps, in the next few days, he would have to establish a good relationship with this despicable mixed-race bastard?
Polpot turned his head and whispered to Dukat: "Dukat... If you help me complete this mission with all your strength this time... your mother, I will make the decision to let her enter the family tomb, and she will no longer have to live in the Pantheon.
The bones of those lowly Eldar slaves are placed in the catacombs together."
Dukat's body trembled violently, and a flush quietly appeared on his face.
Pol Pot suddenly smiled with relief. A despicable mixed-race bastard is a half-blood bastard, and it is really easy to control. Pol Pot even thought of a novel called "Journey to the West" from the ancient earth era, in which Dukat is
That unruly monkey, but in front of the god called Buddha, he still couldn't escape the five fingers of the god.
"Roman's children, Roman's pride, Roman's future! I am here waiting for you to come back! Work hard and make contributions, and a glorious future is waiting for you!"
King Roman stretched out his arms and shouted passionately. Next to him, Nankert Holtom twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer.
An hour later, led by 150 new warships with a length of 1,400 meters, and escorting 60 giant transport ships with a length of 3,600 meters, the mighty Roman fleet set off from Mars, facing away.
The sun flew towards the boundless space. The huge fleet was clearly divided into nine parts, commanded by the elites of the nine elector families.
On Earth, in a top-secret cave somewhere in the Grand Canyon of North America, Ganglu, the prince of the Silver Wolf Clan, was lying on two strong and fit wolf girls, twitching his body crazily. While he was whipping the two of them, they kept screaming.
The beautiful woman shouted with all her strength: "To be able to obtain the genetic inheritance of the great and glorious Silver Wolf Clan, you humble women of the Gray Wolf Clan should be grateful to the great and omnipotent Wolf God!" accompanied by a sad and shrill voice.
With screams, Gangluo erupted violently on the two wolf girls.
"Rude, too rude! However, the werewolf family has always been like this!"
Several vampires wearing black cloaks and top hats sat elegantly on the leather sofa in the corner of the cave, slowly tasting the red wine mixed with the blood of virgins. Several fair-skinned, tender girls curled up with their naked bodies
At their feet, he slowly rubbed his plump and towering breasts against their bodies.
The vampires smiled gracefully, drank blood wine gracefully, and caressed the girl's alluring body gracefully. They breathed deeply, this is the real enjoyment!
In another corner of the cave, a sturdy tauren with two bloody horns on his head was slowly polishing a sharp double-sided battle ax with a whetstone. He hummed a cheerful little song.
Song, chewing a handful of fresh green grass in his mouth. Beside him, in a large basin made of pure silver, there was a basin full of at least over a hundred kilograms of veal and lamb mixed with fresh alfalfa.
In the cave next door, several giant spirit tribesmen who were several meters tall and had blue skin lay lazily on thick animal skin mattresses, enjoying the massage from the beautiful maid. Fragments of electric light continued to flow from one person's body to another.
A person's body is like a drop of water piercing through stone, wearing away the dense sealing spells on their body.
